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Look at all of these beautiful books! My Patreon members have made these possible, funding my work and encouraging me as I’ve attempted some rather ambitious fiction. You all keep my head above water, and I appreciate it more than I could ever say. That $1000+ a month is my salary for creating exciting novels and stories for you, and it has helped keep my family fed and housed while I work. And it has given me a reason to keep going at the most difficult moments — I always know of well over a hundred committed readers who have my back and want the next story. 

For both old and new fans of my work, I’d like to invite you to join my Patreon family. See work in progress, go behind the scenes, get copies of the books. Here is the link. It’s very easy to join, and you decide the membership fee. Maybe you’re a $2 member, or a $5 member, and for that $5/month, you get all my ebooks and get to be part of making (and seeing) them happen. Come join us. And thank you.

Stant Litore

Calls to Action


People of faith: All our lives, we have seen our faith weaponized against our neighbors. We have seen the gospel and the Sermon on the Mount brushed under the rug repeatedly in favor of an idolatrous defense of long-held cultural prejudices. And this week, we saw the Nashville Statement, a manifesto written and signed by many church leaders that was as unsurprising in its creed as it was cruel in its timing. Just as trans members of our armed services wait anxiously to hear if they will be able to continue to serve, and just as Hurricane Harvey leaves thousands of our neighbors unhomed and at risk, this is the moment that some of our kindred in the church have chosen to publish public statements about which cultural prejudices they hold more sacred than Christ, and whose rights “we deny.” As I type these words, they are offered not in judgment of my fellow Christians but in grief at the brokenness and hurtfulness in many of our religious communities, and in anger at the violence that has been done and is being offered to people I love.

So here is the resistance.

Here are multiple coalitions of church leaders who are no longer content to see their beliefs, traditions, and symbols weaponized. With thanks to Nancy Hightower for the links. These statements are powerful but they are also late. They are a public recognition that our silence is used to support and affirm public acts of hate, legislation that strips away civil rights, and that in our silence, powerful voices will claim to speak for us as they do violence against our fellow human beings.

These statements issued in rebuttal to “Nashville” are a promise, long-delayed, that we will no longer be silent – a promise that now each of us must fulfill. In Charlottesville, interfaith clergy formed a human wall against violent white supremacists. But not all violence is being offered under a swastika, and Charlottesville is not the only place where we must form a human wall between our neighbors and loved ones and those who would attack them.

If these statements below are to be more than affirmations, we need to follow them by flooding Congress with phone calls; we need to follow them up with support for those organizations that are defending LGBTQ+ people. “Faith without works is dead,” and words and prayers without action will not protect the lives and rights of those who are threatened right now, nor will they atone for past silence. We need to show up. We need to love. We need to advocate for others the way the Holy Spirit advocates for each of us.

May these words from many of our fellow churchgoers and leaders inspire us to loving, just, and relentless action:

1. Christians United: In Support of LGBT Inclusion in the Church

Excerpt: “In every generation there are those who resist the Spirit’s leading in various ways and cling to the dogmas and traditions that he is calling us to rethink and reform…. We affirm that every human being is created in the image and likeness of God and that the great diversity expressed in humanity through our wide spectrum of unique sexualities and gender identities is a perfect reflection of the magnitude of God’s creative work; we deny any teaching that suggests God’s creative intent is limited to a gender binary or that God’s desire for human romantic relationships is only to be expressed in heterosexual relationships between one man and one woman. We affirm that those who are born as intersex are full and equal bearers of the image and likeness of God and are worthy of full dignity and respect. We affirm and support intersex individuals in their journey of self-realization and embracing their unique, God-created sexual orientation and gender identity, whatever it may be… We affirm that God designed marriage to be a covenantal bond between human beings who have committed to love, serve, and live a life faithfully committed to one another over the course of a lifetime; we deny that God intended human romantic relationships to be limited to one man and one woman and declare that any attempts to limit the sacred or civil rights of humans to covenant and commit to love and serve one another is an affront to God’s created design.”

2. A Liturgists’ Statement

“As floodwaters still rise in Houston, many prominent Christian leaders released the Nashville Statement. This document released a flood of its own, only this time instead of homes flooded with water, it was hearts flooded with grief. Yet again, powerful people of means use the platform of the Church to demean the basic dignity of gay, bisexual, lesbian, trans, intersex, and queer people…. We believe that people of all sexual orientations and gender identities are fearfully and wonderfully made, holy before God, beloved and beautiful as they are. We believe all people have full autonomy over their bodies, sexual orientations, and gender identities, and the diversity of identities reflects the creative power of a loving God. We believe that God is love, and that ‘anyone who loves is born of God and knows God’. (I John 4:7) God is honored in any consenting and loving relationship between adults, and therefore, all such relationships deserve honor and recognition. We believe that same-sex relationships and marriages are as holy before God as heterosexual marriages. We stand in solidarity with LGBTQ folks, and commit to standing alongside them in the work of resisting those who persecute them. We don’t believe LGBTQ folks need our approval or affirmation–they are affirmed first and foremost by God.”

3. The Denver Statement

Excerpt: “We affirm that God has created humanity out of love and for the purpose of love. We deny that God intends marriage as a gift only to be enjoyed by those who happen to be heterosexual, cis-gendered and fertile.”

Discovering Khun Chang Khun Phaen


A few days I ago, I posted this:

Exuberant at unpacking the library…finding books I have been missing (and wanting) for a while. Just unboxed my copy of Khun Chang Khun Phaen, the Thai epic. Relieved I hadn’t lost it. Time to sit in a comfy chair and read for a bit.

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Now, an update on my (re)discovery of Khun Chang Khun Phaen: I heart this epic so much right now.

1. I have a weakness for long epics anyway. (Yes, I’m looking at you, magnificent 20+ volume I-executed-a-forest-just-to-get-printed Mahabharata).

2. Reading it aloud soothes Círdan. Because nothing says daddy time like love affairs and warfare in sixteenth-century Siam.

3. YOU GUYS, the first 100 pages are about families.   . Those chapters are about childbirth and toddlers and getting kids to eat things they don’t want to eat and about fleeing with your son through the woods because your government wants to enslave you. And about the discomfort of sleeping in trees. And about outlaws riding war elephants into town while spahgetti Western music plays in the background (or that orchestral score might just be in my head) and about standing in front of a charge of water buffaloes with just a spear in your hand and true grit. And about getting an omen of your death and saying goodbye tearfully to your kid the next morning because otherwise you might not get to. It’s a story about parents. I haven’t enjoyed an ancient epic that much since the Odyssey (which is also about wives and husbands and kids and parents). This is no Iliad or Beowulf (not that I don’t love both of those). This is the Epic of Oh Shit Your Father’s Not Coming Home and There Are Guys With Torches Coming This Way And We Have To Go Right Now RIGHT NOW SON And Crap Now We’re in The Forest And You’re Throwing a Tantrum And What The Hell Do I Feed You Out Here, I Used To Be Rich, I Have No Idea, Don’t Cry Son, We’ll Make It.

And I can totally get into that kind of story.

Stant Litore

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Let’s Put Some Good Back in the World


Hi everyone.

I know this week has been filled with evil news, and with feelings of rage and grief and helplessness. But it is easy to put some good back into the world.

As I mentioned early this summer (before a chaotic and swift move, and baby’s arrival!), I am giving one half of the proceeds of sales from my novella RASHA’S LETTER ( to Syrian refugee families through Humanwire. I’d like to invite you to help (either by buying a copy of the novella, or by contributing directly).

I don’t make very much on this novella yet, unfortunately, but I just sent $100 from royalties over to this campaign ( to get Sanaa and her baby the supplies they need to survive this winter. This is Sanaa’s story:

“When ISIS invaded our town, Tal Abyad – Al Rakka, we were too afraid to stay. They started arresting men and forcing them to join their groups. They started killing people right in front of our eyes and hung their heads in public. We haven’t seen this in our lives! Not even in movies. They also didn’t allow us to leave outside the town. One night, the neighbor’s home was invaded by ISIS and they arrested the men and killed them. At that moment we decided that we should leave as soon as possible. My mom took the lead and went to one of their offices and she created a story that one of my siblings was so sick and in need of urgent surgery, so we needed to go to Damascus. This is how we left our town. We remained two days in Damascus then we climbed the mountains until we arrived in Lebanon.

“Now Sanaa, her husband Ahmad and their newborn are stuck in a tent near the border of Syria in Bekaa Valley, Lebanon. With winter set, they listed a heater/stove, heating oil and food as their top neede. They also listed milk and diapers, mattresses, blankets, pillows and ground cover. The couple said they are anxious to return to Syria one day when it becomes safe again.”

That sounds very much like my personal nightmare, and winter in a tent in the mountains with a newborn is no joke. I want to help. If you would like to help, you can do so directly here:, again, buy Rasha’s Letter – – and I will send half the proceeds over.)

Most of us cannot be Sahira, the time-traveling superheroine you meet in Rasha’s Letter, who can appear in the middle of a street and cut down the forces of ISIS. But though we cannot do what Sahira does, there’s a lot we can do.

I am very impressed with Humanwire. They are a nonprofit local to Colorado, and they connect people directly with refugee families, and 100% of what’s raised goes to those specific families unless you specify otherwise. It’s not about pity. It’s about helping a family get back on its feet. Most of us (I hope) will never have to worry about our home and our entire town being ripped away, or about having to make it through the winter with a newborn in a tent in the mountains. But there are families just like my own who are enduring just that, right now.

So come join me in helping them, if you would:

— Support Sanaa, her husband, and her newborn directly:

— Support by buying Rasha’s Letter (50% of proceeds):

— Read the stories of other families on Humanwire’s website:

“Freely we have received; freely, give.”

Thank you.

Stant Litore



Oh to have the visions of Elisha, and see the chariot of fire, and the horses of fire blazing across the land; to hold up my hand to shield my eyes and cry, “abba! abba!” The courage I would have then! and the tears, weeping at such beauty.

But, living a goodly long time after the ages of myth, I will encounter the Creator of the heavens and the earths in the sound of a baby’s giggle.

Stant Litore